.. is that it?" It's not exactly experimental... it's been tried and proven in the last ten years... Now you have been keeping up with educational met...ods, haven't you?" She looked him squarely in the eyes, in an attempt to regain some of her composure."Yeah... sure," the older man replied vaguely. "But I want to give all the kids a fair chance... and individual assignments aren't fair to everybody... Some boys won't learn anything, and some will do all the work... What have you got in mind. I’d been Marianne’s shoulder to cry on. Figured that would cut some ice with Stacey this time around.I came in through the kitchen door, the one off the driveway. She was waiting for me. She was leaning back against the little kitchen table we almost always ate breakfast. But this clearly was not breakfast time; it was a quarter of 6:00 P.M. And, it didn’t look like dinner was on the agenda either. Dessert maybe, but dinner no. She was absolutely stunning.She was wearing the shortest of her. I wish Cal didn't think he had to do this. He... he knows a whole lot more about pleasing a woman than your father does." Jolie just snorted at that comment."I can't believe you're just lying there, letting him play with you like that," Jolie said. "And you still have something up your butt!" She picked up the larger dildo from the bed and began playing with it."Well, I don't have much choice," Laura responded. "He... he made it clear that he is in control for tonight." Would you stop him if. “Where was this elite racquetball player in Tempe last spring?” I asked. “You played like a different person.”“You wouldn’t believe what I had to go through to get ready for this match,” Allie laughed. “My show just closed last weekend and then my ... lovers ... decided to torment me.”“Great game, Allison.” Allie’s opponent came to wish her well.“Thanks, Deb. It was,” Allie said.“I have to ask, though,” Deb went on, “where did you get that beautiful outfit you’re playing in? I’ve got to get me.